Italian Greyhound
Picture of Trillian, a female Italian Greyhound

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Home:Sequim / Port Angeles / Olympi, WA  [I have a diary!]  
Age: 18 Years   Sex: Female   Weight: 11-25 lbs

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little princess

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

June 26th 1998

nesting in blankets, curling up in front of the heater

i really don't think she has any

Favorite Toy:
whatever Jake is chewing on at the time

Favorite Food:
she's very finnicky but loves doggie bones

Favorite Walk:
the walk over to the couch where she curls up under a blanket

Best Tricks:
making you think that she's the sweetest, best dog ever (and she might be)

Arrival Story:
Trillian belonged to my boyfriend before I adopted her. I would "borrow her" and take her for walks and snuggle up on the couch with her for naps. We hung out all summer (think Timmy and Lassie) so when my boyfriend moved somewhere he couldn't take her, he didn't have to work too hard to get me to agree to adopt her. She's been curled up on my couch ever since.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
May 26th 2005 More than 11 years!

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My birthday weekend.

June 26th 2005 9:58 pm
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Today I'm 7 years old. Mom took me and Jake to the doggie park with our cousin Mazzy. It was ok, though to be honest I would have been just as happy curled up under a blankie at home . Evidently, it's good for me to get outside and run. Mom got me a new harness. It's green paisley and everyone says it looks regal. All I know is that it doesn't make my neck itch like my old one did.

Yesterday mom and Jake and Mazzy got to run around in this HUGE yard. It was fun. The sun was out and I curled up on the grass and went to sleep. There was a big greyhound next door that kept barking at us. Mom said he was lonely and wanted to be friends, but I just wanted to sleep.

Gotta go! Mom says it's bedtime, which means I get to curl up with her and go to sleep.

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